Gratitude

It's a busy weekend here at Old Maid HQ. My sister-in-law fell off a ladder two weeks ago and almost got herself dead or paralyzed, but by some miracle she is walking around, supervising the addition going onto their house, and cracking jokes. She's had spinal surgery and is using a walker, and she will need extensive physical therapy over the next few months. But she's alive. And walking.

I've been doing what women have done since Adam hurt himself and Eve baked him an apple pie. I've been cooking and cleaning. And I've been incredibly grateful for my family's good fortune. So if I can't muster up my usual sarcastic crankiness today, please forgive me. Something will probably piss me off in the next couple of days and I'll come back to tell you all about it.

But right now, I've got a casserole in the oven and some more smiling to do.